I’ve been a bit down for a few days. Just in a rut. Well not even that. I’ve done stuff and achieved daily goals I’ve set myself, like controlling my snacking etc. I’ve attended all Zoom and Teams meetings for work etc but the poetry drive wasn’t there.
Today my wife asked me to mop the shower room floor and suddenly a haiku happened …
I love my floor mop,
I see stains and mop them up,
Keep things nice and clean.
BOOM! I’m back.
Fun, family and more 